I'm celebrating another milestone in my battle of the bulge.
I've lost 40 pounds over the past year!
Last month, I also crossed the border from obese to overweight.
As slow and stubborn as this process is, it's working. Over time, the calorie deficits add up.
Last week, I decided to wear a sweater with a pair of pants.
I put on my pants. They fell down. I got another pair. They fell down, too. After the third or fourth pair, I thought, "Hmm. I seem to be a size smaller than I was. I guess it's time to go down to the next size."
I excavated my pants cabinet, removing all the pants and shorts in the biggest size. Eventually, I got to the layer with pants that fit my body.
This stack of pants went in a bag to be given away. I'm very happy about this, even though those black jeans were my very favorite pants.